Free Angela's Salvation by Michelle Hughes Page B

warmly, knowing she would indeed be there for him no matter what he needed.  They had been friends for entirely too long for him not to be honest, so he decided to share his burden with her.  "I've met someone that I can't have," he gave a familiar smirk, and winked down into her smiling face.
    "Surely there is no woman who could resist you Master?" Winking back, she couldn't imagine any female not worshipping his beautiful body.  He was tall, with broad shoulders, muscled in all the right ways, with a face that belonged on magazines, and hung like a Russian race horse.
    "Your confidence in my appeal is overwhelming Tracy," he chuckled softly.  He was vain enough to know that most women found him handsome, but very few knew of the darkness that filled his mind.  "I could never share this lifestyle with her, I think it would destroy her."
    "Master could we just step outside of the dungeon and talk about this?"  They had agreed in the dungeon there would be a certain mindset they always followed, and she could tell he needed a friend right now, more than a willing slave.
    He gave a brief nod of his head, knowing that if anyone could get his head back in the right place, it was Tracy.  He watched as she picked up the used toy and placed it in the sink at the back of the room before dressing in a robe. 
    "Marcus won't be home tonight, so we can talk freely in the study, Sir."  She waited for him to lead the way out, giving him the respect he deserved in the sanctuary.
    Walking upstairs, he allowed his thoughts to muddle through his mind, knowing that he should be focused on Tracy tonight, and not the lovely Angela.  Walking into the study, he found the standing bar and poured himself a glass of scotch.  "Would you care for something?"
    "Just tonic water for me, Nolan, thank you."  It was easy to transition back to her normal self, they'd done this for years.  She waited until he handed her drink before walking over to the loveseat and resting casually.  "So tell me more about this woman," she encouraged, very interested in the person that could make him so confused.
    "I won't divulge her private information, except to say she was abused greatly in her life and has risen above great odds to make it to the show."
    "Well you know that women who have been abused, and men for that matter, sometimes do very well in this lifestyle.  I think we can both attest to that." She smiled warmly, waiting for him to consider her words.
    "I do agree that if it hadn't been for this, for you, I would still be a complete wreck Tracy, but outside of what she suffered she's so innocent that I think it would do her more harm than good.  She hasn't let another man touch her since that family member."  He wondered which case was worse, being overly sexual or turning away from desire all together.
    Taking a sip of her water, she thought about what he was saying.  "It sounds to me like she might need this more because of what you're saying, how old is this woman?"
    "She's twenty-two, just turned."  That sounded so young, even though he was only ten years her senior. 
    "How long has she been out of the abusive situation?"  Maybe enough time hadn't passed yet for her to feel comfortable enough to allow another person the physical intimacy, she pondered.
    "Five years," he shook his head at the thought of him going without physical fulfillment for that long and gave a small chuckle.   "I was just thinking how hard it would be to refrain that long."
    "Some women aren't as sexually needy as you are Nolan," she gave a small laugh, while rolling her eyes.  "But if she hasn't allowed herself to enjoy another in all that time, it seems she may need someone to help her feel its okay to have sex?"
    "That someone needs to be gentle and understanding of the fact that gaining comfort in that capacity is going to require all their patience." He certainly didn't fit the bill of a sweet, tender, lover, but the thought of her having sex with another man